New Trailer Alert: Joaquin Phoenix Wants to Screw His ‘Puter in ‘Her’

Check it out, guys, it’s the latest trailer for Spike Jonze’s new movie, Her, featuring the song “Supersymmetry,” by Arcade Fire! Quick, make a note of this moment, I’ll never be as cool as after typing that sentence. On the serious though, Spike Jonze is one of those rare filmmakers that can do hip and artsy without being awards-baity and lost in the forest of his own ass. He makes Charlie Kaufman-esque art films and then he makes Jackass sketches. That’s why I love Spike Jonze.

Set in Los Angeles, slightly in the future, “her” follows Theodore Twombly, a complex, soulful man who makes his living writing touching, personal letters for other people. Heartbroken after the end of a long relationship, he becomes intrigued with a new, advanced operating system, which promises to be an intuitive entity in its own right, individual to each user. Upon initiating it, he is delighted to meet “Samantha,” a bright, female voice, who is insightful, sensitive and surprisingly funny. As her needs and desires grow, in tandem with his own, their friendship deepens into an eventual love for each other. From the unique perspective of Oscar-nominated filmmaker Spike Jonze comes an original love story that explores the evolving nature—and the risks—of intimacy in the modern world.

Writing for Jezebel has to be nearly as exhausting as reading it. Can you imagine scouring the world every moment of every day in search of something that you can twist into something to be offended by?

Yeah I like a lot of it but there are way too many things that do seem like reaches on being offended (for instance turning the fact that doctors aren’t properly educating patients on weight cutoffs for BC into a discussion about how the weights in question aren’t “fat” in reality, THAT ISN’T HOW MEDICINE WORKS YOU ASS).

Thanks Spike. Like i didn’t have enough reasons to cry over the holidays.

The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible. It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn’t home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire. That’s when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He’d been climbing down the chimney… his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that’s how I found out there was no Santa Claus.

Saw this preview when going to see Philomena (yeah, what?).. I have to say, I’m always all about Spike Jonze and “Still Here” Phoenix. It was funny because just as i was thinking ‘oh wow, I’d watch this’, up comes ‘from the creator of Being John Malkovich’ or whatever on the screen – and my girlfriend goes ‘oh FUCK no..’ Good stuff.